Everyone knew that there was a life-harvesting god in action in the mist, a flickering figure, strange as a ghost, and endless fear enveloping these rebels of Libia.

"Tutu Tu~"

The mentally broken guy shot indiscriminately, but most of them were injured by their own people, and the bullets that were fired frantically were basically hit in their own bodies, and while bursting out of blood flowers, the people who were shot screamed miserably, as if they were dancing some kind of death dance and fell to the ground.

"Calm down, give Lao Tzu a calm point!"

Khamis raised his pistol into the air and fired a shot, shouting hysterically.

But this doesn't work at all, in the face of an opponent who can't be killed by cannonballs and is like a ghost, they have no way to control their reason, when the necks of their companions are cut open, and then they fall to the ground with their bloody necks but can't find the enemy's figure, this is an extreme mental torture, no one can keep their sanity in such an atmosphere.

The gunfire grew louder and denser, and slowly became smaller and more sparse, indicating that more and more people were dead, and fewer and fewer people were alive.

"How so...... How can this be......"

Khamis's spirit was also on the verge of collapse, and more than 800 soldiers were dispatched to form an encirclement from all sides to stop and kill a soldier from China, and even the mortar weapon was used, and sixty or seventy shells were exhausted, but the other party was still alive and well, and began to return fire when the sand and dust were filled, and slaughtered more than 800 of them one-sidedly.

Is this really still a human being?

Khamis was stunned, he had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he had never encountered such a terrible opponent, he was simply a monster.

"Tutu Tu~"

There was only the sound of a submachine gun firing in his ears, but after a while, it stopped abruptly with a scream, the billowing sand and dust gradually dispersed, and the vision slowly became clear.

There were no more soldiers standing, more than 800 people, all of them turned into a corpse on the ground......

Khamis's eyes widened, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead, and his body shivered uncontrollably.

At the same time, Tang Wantian, who was hiding in the sewer well, suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood, and then she found that from the small hole in the manhole cover, there was thick blood flowing down.

"Ah~"

Shivers, screams, fear!

Where can Tang Wantian be calm, she pushed the manhole cover like crazy, and wanted to leave here, but the manhole cover was pressed by the gravel, and the weight itself was not light, even if she used the strength to eat, she couldn't push the manhole cover open.

"Shawlo, Shawlo......"

She cried and cried, and kept calling for Xiao Luo.

Compared to her, Khamis was only a little more frightened, in his sight, a figure appeared, wearing a camouflage uniform, holding a dagger in his hand and walking towards him step by step, what made his soul tremble was that the other party's eyes were scarlet, like two ethereal red lanterns, and like demonic eyes, cold, bloodthirsty, insensitive, without the slightest human emotion at all.

"Die, you devil!"

Khamis came to his senses and roared, holding the handle of his gun with both hands, and the pistol pulled the trigger on the approaching camouflage-clad ghost.

"Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~"

Shoot one after another until you run out of bullets in your magazine.

But not a single bullet hit the opponent, and the opponent seemed to teleport left and right, dodging his bullets.

Fear filled his mind, Khamis retreated, while changing the magazine, but after a scramble to get through, the magazine did not succeed, but fell to the ground, he was just about to bend down to pick it up, but saw a pair of feet wearing sand-colored military boots standing in front of him, raised his head, and met the pair of scarlet eyes.

"Puff~"

His legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground, his face was pale, and cold sweat was pouring out.

A trembling voice asked, "You...... Are you a human or a ghost? ”

"It doesn't matter, what matters is that you have to tell me, Sarah? Where is Michelle. Xiao Luo stared at him indifferently, and there was an order in his words that could not be disobeyed.

"She's ...... She's ...... in Brewer"

Khamis replied honestly that in the face of this supernatural monster, all persistence and psychological defenses collapsed.

"Oh!"

Xiao Luo responded expressionlessly, and in the next second, the dagger in his hand, which had become a bloody blade, slashed through Hamis's throat with a "poof", extremely fast, as fast as lightning.

After doing this, the dagger was thrown to the ground at random, and Xiao Luo turned to leave.

In place, Khamis knelt on the ground, he didn't even feel a trace of pain now, and even thought that the other party had let him go, but just when he was about to stand up, a stream of liquid gushed out of his neck uncontrollably, he subconsciously reached out and touched it, put it in front of his eyes, and his eyes suddenly widened like bull's eyes.

Blood, all blood!

Hot blood spurted out, endless pain swept over in an instant, his body slowly poured and twitched, and the boundless darkness slowly eroded his vision, death was coming.

……

……

Xiao Luo shook his head vigorously, forcibly suppressing the killing intent in his heart that he didn't know when it existed, maybe it already existed, but it was stimulated by the ability given by the system.

As the killing intent faded like a tide, his eyes returned to their normal black and white color.

It's just that after completely annihilating the more than 800 Ribiya rebels, his face was somewhat stained with blood, not to mention his body.

Tang Wantian was crying and screaming in the sewer well, and suddenly with a "bang", she suddenly came to the bright world, although the light was not strong, but it was a little dazzling and dazzling for her, and she finally saw that it was Xiao Luo who took the manhole cover away and stretched out his hand towards her.

"Shawlo......"

A strong woman is like her, but at this time, she is also crying and crying, and God is still pitiful.

"Come up!" Xiao Luo shouted at her with an expressionless face.

"Hmm"

Tang Wantian grabbed his hand.

With a slight effort, Xiao Luo pulled the woman up from the narrow sewer well.

When he saw the corpses everywhere, the blood was flowing like a river, and there was a hellish scene, Tang Wantian immediately let go of Xiao Luo's hand, and squatted on the ground and vomited.

Xiao Luo didn't rush her, gave her time to buffer.

He is not a person who kills indiscriminately, but if others want to kill him, then he will naturally not show mercy.

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